I am back! Bwahahahahahahahahahaha! Just a few more chapters until Remy appears. Probably one or two. I promise. XD

Some parts from this chapter like the last paragraph were borrowed from the book My Sister's Keeper. It does not belong to me. So sad.

You guys should go read the book My Sister's Keeper. After I finished the last page, I cried non-stop for half an hour. I am serious. It is so sad and touching.

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Chapter 4- Ah tried moving on

Lance comes back, looking all queasy. Kitty says they should to go back to the hotel. Lexa and Wanda decide they would go dance. They pull me from my chair but I decide not to. I tell them that I will just sit and talk to Logan.

"What's up, Stripes?"

"Nothing."

"I heard about the reunion."

"Yeah. Ah need a martini, please."

Logan passes me the drink which was meant for another customer.

"I'll make another." Logan shrugs.

I stare at the drink and sip it. I hate martinis because they are straight bitter alcohol. Bitter. My tongue tingles at the taste. But I feel no sweetness in my mouth. I can't taste it no more. Not like the first time Logan introduced this drink to me. Sweet and bitter. Now, it's just plain bitter. Will it ever be sweet again? I take another sip at my drink. I can feel the liquid going down my throat. It's cold, it's vinegary, and it's everything but sweet. I used to like it, back when it was a mixture of sweet and bitter. A lump rises in my throat. Suddenly, I feel sad again. I wonder if…

"Earth to Rogue!" Lexa shrieks in my ear.

I jump in my seat, spilling the drink. I turn to look at her. "What?"

"We're going. C'mon." I look at my watch. Eleven. It's early.

"Isn't it a bit too early to go home?"

"Who said anything about going home? I said dancing." Lexa grins and pulls me towards the dance floor. I shake my head.

"Not tonight, Lex." I eat the olive in my glass. Sweet. But just a little. It's gone in seconds. And the aftertaste of the martini still lingers on my tongue. Bitter. Urgh. Will I ever get rid of the taste? I realize it is not the drink that's changed, it's me. It's me.

"Rogue. You got to move on."

"Lexa…" Logan warns her. I raise my hand.

"It's ok."

"Look, I stand it anymore. Ok, you guys were in love. That's good. But you split up. And that was ages ago. Not yesterday or a week ago. Seven years ago, Rogue. Seven. Forget about him. Party with us. Come on. You think he's like this too? He's probably flirting with some other girl right now."

That hurt. I swallow the lump in my throat and walk away. But, Lexa's right. Knowing him, he is flirting with some woman. I walk out of the club. It's raining. Good thing I pulled the cover over my convertible. I stand in the rain. It's cold. Suddenly, I feel something hot on my face. Tears? It can't be. No. It's just the rain. But then more tears come. I run towards my car and get in. I slam my head against the dashboard. I cry silently, and I let everything out. Lexa is right. I got to move on. Except that a huge part of me doesn't want to.

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I walk over to Remy to see a guy talking to him. He passes Remy a small bag and Remy hands him some cash. I pretend that I didn't see this. But I wonder, is he buying coke?

"Chere!" He says happily when he sees me. I begin to feel uncomfortable around him. He's like a stranger these days. I feel distant. "Y' know chere, dere's this party tonight at…"

"No, Remy. Ah'm not going to a party lahke that. Ah made a promise ah wouldn't."

"To who, chere?"

"Kurt."

At this, Remy frowns. "Aww, chere. Kurt is just being paranoid."

"About what, Remy?"

"Chere, Remy didn't mean to…"

I walk away, angry. Angry that Kurt is right. Remy is not good. He's bad.

"Remy didn't mean dat Kurt was paranoid."

I turn around. "It's not that, LeBeau. Ah saw that guy give yah some stuff. Are yah selling drugs? Are yah taking that stuff?"

Remy laughs.

"This is no laughing matter, Cajun."

"Chere, that guy was buying something for Remy."

"Cocaine?" I ask, fuming.

Remy pulls something from his pocket, It's the bag. He takes something out and places it in my hand. It's a box. I look down at it and open it. Remy is looking at me. It's a locket. Inside is a picture of Remy and me on the beach last summer in Carmel.

"Y'r wrong chere." Remy says. He said I was wrong.

"Remy… ah… ah'm sorrah."

"Chere, it's okay." Remy cups my face in his hands and kisses me.

I was wrong. I thought he was buying drugs. I felt so silly. Gosh, I felt like throwing myself of a cliff. Yes, I was wrong.

Remy slings an arm over me. "Let's go, chere."

I was wrong, I always was. When it came down to it, I always was.

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When I get home, I fling myself on my bed. I have a headache from all the crying. You must think I'm such an idiot to be crying because of him. You must think I'm a loser.

"Rogue?" Wanda walks over to me. Lexa comes in after her.

How did they get home so fast? Who did they get a ride from?

"I'm sorry, hon." Lexa says softly. I shake my head and get up from my bed. I sit crossed legged, facing Wanda and Lexa.

"No. Yahr right." I wipe away my tears. I sniff and smile. "Yahr right, Lexa. It's time to move on."

"That's right." Wanda hugs me. "And if you still feel…"

"It's ok."

"Ok. But you should know, I can ask John and Pietro to beat him up anytime." Wanda winks. Lexa nods.

"Yeah. Thanks." Wanda and Lexa get up and leave the room.

I lie down again and sigh. I tried moving on. I did. But my heart won't let me.

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"Danni. Put all mah calls on hold." I say as I step into my office. Danielle nods.

"Your hazelnut is on your table."

"Thanks, shugah."

I draw the curtains and open the windows. It's gonna be a good day, I can feel it. I take a glorious mouthful of my coffee. Hazelnut. The best. I start to wonder why Wanda and Lexa are not living at the hotel. I mean, Wanda practically owns it and Lexa is going to marry Pietro. You can totally see it coming. You'd think they would want the room service and all. It's free too. But no. They eat up everything in my fridge even after we went shopping a few days ago. No wait, we went shopping yesterday. And my fridge is empty, except for a crumb or too.

"Rogue, there's someone to see you." Danni pokes her head in.

"Who is it?"

Danielle smiles and closes the door. Soon, the door reopens and guess who is standing in front of me? No, not Remy. You wish, sugah.

"Hey!"

"Betts!"

"How are you, luv?" Betts hugs me.

"It's been ages since ah saw yah. Where have yah been?"

"Los Angeles."

"And yah never bothered tah call meh?"

"Why didn't you call?"

"Busy."

"Busy."

We laugh. The group is complete. Betts. Another addition to our group in high school. She was the oldest and the wisest. Who am I kidding? She was all time bitch before she left school for college.

"Where's Warren?" I ask.

"At the club."

"Come, sit. Tell meh what yah have been up tah."

"No way luv. You tell me what's going on." She means Remy and the reunion and whether I am going.

"Betts, ah don't want tah talk a bout that right now."

She shrugs. "Ok. By the way, I hate your office."

I follow her eyes from the dull grey carpet to the black couch, to the mirrored wall and the lacquered bookshelves. It is full of sharp edges and expensive art. There's a Braun coffeemaker programmed to make my hazelnut at nine in the morning everyday in the corner, with a liquor cabinet by its side.

"Yah know what? Ah hate it too."

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